Saint of the Confucian way

There was a strong repulsive force between Fang Yun and 99 ancestral corpses. The invisible power of the saints was coerced. In almost a blink of an eye, they were lined up 100000 miles away, and their bodies hit the mountains heavily, with rocks flying.

The saints vomited blood and wound, looked forward from the collapsed mountain, and then saw a scene that made them confused, shocked and frightened.

Ninety nine ancestral corpses face Fang Yun, slowly bend over and hang low.

Even though the ancestral corpse bent over very slowly, because the body was comparable to the stars, when it touched the ground, it was still like a collision of stars, forming a terrible shock wave, and the sand, stone and soil flew in all directions like a ring wave.

All the heads of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses hit the ground heavily, shaking the earth and the earth, just like the worship of the heavens.

At this moment, the saints thought that the ancestral corpses fell to the ground because they fought against the core of the ancient world, but then they found that 99 ancestral corpses were not exhausted.

That means

Ancestral corpse worship Fangyun?

It's obviously ancestor worship. How can it be ancestor worship now!

The saints first burst out countless question marks in their minds, and then heard Fang Yun's words.

"Alas, it seems that you had a miserable life after I left. In fact, it was nothing more than two young people who caused trouble. Wang Shanjun and I didn't want to continue to investigate. Maybe emperor Ting was impulsive."

After meeting Wang Shanjun that year, Fang Yun traveled all over the world and met old black spots several times. Although both sides had some hatred, they were all polite.

Fang Yun showed regret and nostalgia. Unexpectedly, the development of things exceeded his imagination. If the 99 ethnic groups were not too miserable and proud of their ancestors, he would not bow down to himself.

Such saints would never have done so if they had not been for the sake of ethnic groups.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "well, just worship you. The gratitude and resentment between the emperor and your 99 ethnic groups will be written off."

There was thunder in the clear sky.

The body of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses trembled gently.

The saints looked at the ancestral corpse in horror and even heard the cry of liberation.

Ninety nine heads are crying!

The saints mourned, and the saints were completely out of control. All the sad and painful things rushed to their hearts and made them cry with the ancestral corpse.

Their bodies are crying, but their holy thoughts are very clear.

Until then, they finally understood that this Fang Yun was not ordinary. He had not only been to the ancient times, but also affected the emperor family, and even made the ancestors of the extremely fierce family bow down and worship in ancient times!

The body of Feng Zu's incarnation began to tremble.

As the holy ancestor of the Kunlun royal family, Fengzu is already very strong, but it is still slightly inferior to the 99 holy ancestors in the Archaic period.

Such a strong holy ancestor, after death, is full of awe of each other's transportation, and will worship even after death. What is the identity of that transportation?

The legendary ZuLong and diqian arrived, but that's all!

Which great ancient ancestor of Fang Yun was reincarnated?

The saints looked at Fang Yun in horror.

In a flash, Fengzu's Avatar inspired all the treasures, put away the soul gathering stove, turned and ran.

Fang Yun squinted at Feng Zu's Avatar, smiled and said, "old black spot, it seems that some people are not afraid of you at all."

Ninety nine shouts!

At the moment of hearing this sound, the saints blacked out and fainted. Before they fainted, they realized that the ancestral corpse was completely angered this time.

Zuwei swept all directions and captured the incarnations of saints and Fengzu.

Soon, the saints only felt cold, slowly opened their eyes, and then trembled with fear.

Ninety nine ancestral corpses were in front of them.

His body, like all startled corpses, was a strange metal bright silver, as if it were a metal puppet, but the 99 ancestral corpses were too big. In the eyes of the saints, his body was like a bright silver sky.

The 198 giant eyes on the 99 heads are like stars.

Fengzu avatar looked up and had no fighting spirit.

"It's over..."

The saints lay on the ground and dared not move.

The avatar of the third giant god hurriedly said, "I'm the avatar of the third giant God. I didn't know that you and Fang Yun were old acquaintances. The whole thing was planned by the avatar of Fengzu. He deceived you and even insulted..."

A huge snake head fell suddenly and swallowed the avatar of the third ancestor of the giant God.

The near death power of the giant Protoss will soar rapidly, but the incarnation of the third ancestor of the giant god can't wait until then.

Fang Yun slowly flew close, looked at Feng Zu's Avatar and asked, "can you take out the soul gathering furnace now?"

The huge body of Feng Zu's Avatar trembled slightly, his head nodded fiercely, took out the soul gathering stove and held it to Fang Yun with holy power.

However, at the moment when Fang Yun met the soul gathering furnace, a touch of hatred and shame flashed in the eyes of Feng Zu's Avatar.

I'm the incarnation of the great ancestor!

Even if you are not noumenon and your strength is not enough, you can't do so. This is tantamount to humiliating noumenon.

The incarnation of Fengzu realized that he was influenced by the ancestral corpse, otherwise he knew he would die, he would detonate everything, and he would die together.

Fang Yun, like a collector who plays with old objects, holds a shrinking soul gathering stove to observe carefully. It is also like a leisurely old man staring at the birds in the cage without looking at the incarnation of Feng Zu.

After a while, Fang Yun continued to play with the soul gathering furnace and said, "wind clan, don't stay in the core of the ancient world."

"Don't..."

Before Feng Zu's Avatar finished speaking, two red zuwei lights suddenly appeared in the eyes of a snake head of the ancestral corpse and impacted on Feng Zu's Avatar.

In an instant, Fengzu's Avatar burst out layers of protective divine light, more than 100 layers.

Everything was useless. In the blink of an eye, Fengzu turned into ashes.

Ninety nine ancestral corpses roared up to the sky, and ancestral thoughts were passed on to all parties madly.

Soon, all the startled corpses knew that they would kill the wind clan first!

"Old black spot, do me a favor. I can't open something." Fang Yun said and took out the storage skull from the spine of Bai Zu's Avatar.

The ninety-nine heads of the ancestral corpse moved slightly, and the invisible power surged into the storage skull in front of Fang Yun. Fang Yun could not retreat even in the face of the battle of the peak saint, but now he was forced to retreat by the terrible power of the holy ancestor.

Fang Yun's hands shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is not the ancestral corpse attacking Fang Yun, but the most insignificant power of the holy ancestor meets Fang Yun.

"Hiss..."

Fang Yun is officially feeling the power of the holy ancestor after becoming a great saint. He is very surprised that his holy body is strong enough, but he is so vulnerable in front of the real holy ancestor's great power.

"Roar..."

Ninety nine ancestral corpses were in a hurry. He quickly gathered his strength and gently moved his tail. A piece of land flew out of the damaged circular mountain and flew to Fang Yun.

Ninety nine ancestral corpses took out all ancestral grass and the whole piece of soil.

Then he opened his mouth, filled with rainbow light, and a large number of treasures flew to Fang Yun.

All his eyes were filled with anxiety.

When the saints saw this scene, they were even more sad. All the saints offered the ancestral corpse as their ancestors. As a result, the ancestral corpse offered Fang Yun as their ancestors.

Fang Yun swallowed a leaf of Zuxi grass to expel the power of the ancestral corpse, and his body recovered quickly.